Chapter 139 Are you with a man?
I could tell right away that he was someone watching her live broadcast, and he was also a die-hard fan of Hua Jiunong.
Otherwise, the word "stand-in" would not be added specifically.
Lin Beibei frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
Song Meng looked at the woman in front of him who looked like Hua Jiunong, and was still in shock.
If they hadn't been in a public place just now, he would have wanted to call her on the spot for fear of attracting attention from others.
How come she looks so similar to Hua Jionong?
Seeing that the man remained silent, Lin Beibei knew what was going on without having to think.
After all, this is not the first time I have encountered this situation.
Brother Antetokounmpo and Master Qin, including the netizens in the live broadcast room, were all like this when they saw her: shocked at first, then confirmed.
But this time the other party did not mistake her for Hua Jiunong, which really surprised her.
Under normal circumstances, she would have started explaining by now.
She calmly called the other person's soul back: "Hello, hello."
Song Meng's eyes finally flickered and he came back to his senses.
He cleared his throat, then cleared it again, and finally a thin layer of red spread across his fair neck all the way to his ears, and then he spoke in a low voice: "I am... a male model..."
If Lin Beibei hadn't suddenly thought of something, she would have almost blurted out "I don't have money, I won't order."
She suddenly understood why he found it so difficult to speak.
The name of this account is indeed a bit difficult to pronounce.
This time it was Lin Beibei who was shocked.
She looked at the man in front of her. His clothes and pants were ordinary, except for his old hat. The mobile phone in his hand was also an old model from a few years ago. There were scratches all around the phone from bumps and the back screen was broken.
The 5A male model has an account that has spent at least 700,000 or 800,000 yuan in her live broadcast room.
He said he is a 5A male model, but he also has a large size to paint for Hua Jiunong. With his conditions, where does he get the money?
Could it be that because he spent all his savings on giving gifts to the anchor, he is now reluctant to buy a new hat or repair his phone?
Or does the person in front of me just not like to pay attention to appearance?
Lin Beibei's eyes were filled with doubt. Although the male model had been on the mic before, it was a long time ago. He hadn't said much, so she couldn't remember it at all. "Is this true? Tell me something on WeChat and see."
The other party actually took out his cell phone and sent her a WeChat message.
She looked at the message, then looked up at the other party and asked curiously, "How did you recognize me?"
Song Meng looked at the woman in front of him embarrassedly: "I didn't recognize her at first, but then I saw how she was dressed. I don't think Hua Jiunong is the type of person who would dress so casually and go shopping in the supermarket without makeup."
Hua Jionong is an Internet goddess. Goddesses should be on the altar, so how could she be so down-to-earth?
But he was also very happy to see the substitute of Huajiunongping.
Song Meng's thin, fair cheeks were lightly red. "Yesterday I was thinking about how to ask you out, but today we bumped into each other... Can I, can I treat you to a meal?"
"Sorry, I don't like working overtime."
"I can spend any amount of money!"
He has no other wish now, he just wants to see Jiujiu every day.
He knew Jiujiu was very busy and didn't expect her to waste her time on him, so he was satisfied to find a substitute to accompany him...
Lin Beibei: "You're willing to treat me to a meal and transfer 100,000 yuan to me?"
[AAAAA Gold Medal Male Model (Can fly nationwide) Transfer 100,000 yuan, note: voluntary gift.]
Lin Beibei looked at the transfer on her phone and said, "I'll send you an electronic contract later. Please sign it."
You have to be strict about collecting money.
It just so happened that it was time for her to have dinner.
Song Meng asked Lin Beibei several times what she wanted to eat.
In the nearby Chinese restaurant, all the dishes ordered were Lin Beibei's favorites.
Song Meng carefully picked up a piece of pork ribs for the woman opposite him and asked cautiously, "Can I still make an appointment with you tomorrow? Even 100,000 yuan is fine."
Lin Beibei imitated Hua Jiunong and said softly, "It depends on my schedule~"
Song Meng asked anxiously: "Can I pay more? I don't want to wait any longer..."
"One million, which can be arranged in advance as early as possible."
Song Meng showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Okay, then I will transfer one million to you. As long as I can meet you, I am willing to spend any amount of money."
Lin Beibei smiled on his face, but he couldn't help but admire Hua Jiunong in his heart. Hua Jiunong was really talented. How could she charm these people like this?
She understands Antetokounmpo's misogyny. At the beginning, he could only like Hua Jiunong. What about other men? Would they really spend a lot of money on Hua Jiunong just because she was good at dancing the edge dance?
Are all rich people so stupid?
She couldn't help but ask, "Why do you like me so much?"
This 'I', of course, refers to Hua Jiunong, whom she is imitating.
Song Meng raised his head and met Lin Beibei's gaze, his dark eyes shone with a clear and innocent light: "Because you once said that I am the kindest and best angel in the world."
that's all?
Lin Beibei couldn't help but feel that there was something wrong with this man.
If the male model keeps giving her gifts like he did to Hua Jiunong, she will also think he is an angel.
Lin Beibei didn't understand, but expressed respect.
While eating, the male model kept picking up food for her, serving her soup, and pouring juice, serving her like an emperor.
It’s still easier to make money as a male model.
For Brother Antetokounmpo and Young Master Qin, they paid her to serve them.
But for male models, it is the male models who give her money and serve her.
This male model's name is really not in vain.
He really has some self-awareness of a male model.
But Lin Beibei still felt a little embarrassed.
I feel so embarrassed about how much money I made.
It’s so cool!
Lin Beibei was secretly happy when someone at the next table suddenly started proposing.
The boy knelt on one knee, holding a rose in one hand and a diamond ring in the other, and expressed his deep love to the girl. The girl was deeply moved and expressed her willingness to enter the marriage hall with the boy.
She took a sip of soup and turned to see the male model's expectant and eager eyes.
I understood it immediately.
It's time for her to get paid.
Lin Beibei smiled enviously: "They are so happy~ I believe that one day, you can also have your own happiness~"
Song Meng seemed to see a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Really? Can I really wait until that day?"
Lin Beibei always felt that she saw a sense of inferiority and sensitivity in the eyes of male models.
Maybe there are too many men pursuing women and wine, so male models have little confidence in themselves.
But she thinks male models are okay and have certain competitiveness.
She is willing to spend money and looks good. She has long and thick eyelashes under the brim of her hat, red lips and white teeth, and very white skin. If she were a girl, she would probably be a beauty.
She is just too thin, looking even thinner than Lin Si.
She smiled and encouraged: "Of course, angels are born to enjoy being liked by everyone, so how can they not wait for happiness?"
Song Meng felt as if his life was full of hope again. He looked at the woman sitting opposite him and nodded with excitement, smiling: "Yes, I will definitely wait for it!"
He must be able to be with Jiujiu!
After finishing the meal, Song Meng wanted to take her home, but she declined.
If everyone knew her home address, wouldn't her house be blown up in the future?
They all come to her house to ask her to imitate Hua Jiu Nong. How can she live her life?
As soon as Lin Beibei arrived downstairs, she saw Lin Si sitting lazily on the hood of a black sports car, with his long legs casually resting on the ground and his hands folded across his chest.
He was wearing a pure white T-shirt and black trousers today.
His simple attire combined with his youthful appearance exudes a bold and passionate youthfulness.
The moment he looked up and saw her, Lin Si's face showed an expression of wanting to call her to account.
But when he saw the shopping bag in Lin Beibei's hand, a smile appeared in his eyes.
It's better not to meet with those stinky men.
Lin Beibei took out her phone and checked the weather forecast. She remembered there was no thunderstorm today. "Why are you here?"
Before, she thought Lin Si was really here to take his driver’s license test and was staying here.
It wasn't until she saw Lin Si's driver's license that she realized that staying with him was just an excuse.
This brat was entrusted by his deceased mother to take care of her.
She has hated loud noises since she was a child, and both her mother and Lin Si knew it.
Lin Si said: "Starting tomorrow, I will move in here."
"He's not a child anymore, and my house can't accommodate him."
"Then move to my house." Anyway, she had to be under his nose, and those other stinky men on the Internet had no chance of getting close to her.
"No." Lin Beibei refused without thinking.
Lin Si frowned: "Why?"
"You're already an adult man. It's time for you to learn to be independent. Besides, it would be very inconvenient for me if you have a girlfriend in the future."
"I'm not independent yet. Even if I want to have a girlfriend, you have to teach me how to be independent first..." Lin Si said, lowering his eyelashes, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"You know my mom died early, and I've been living alone for the past few years. No one taught me anything, so I still don't know anything. Before I found you, I never felt the warmth of home. To save money to start a business, I lived alone in a hotel of a few square meters, without even a window or a toilet. I dreamed of having a complete family like everyone else. Now that I've finally found my family, you still don't want to care about me..."
"Okay, okay, okay..." Lin Beibei felt that if she continued, the brother and sister would just stand here and cry.
She has not had a good life these years. To be able to end up like this, Lin Si must have suffered as much as she has.
It's their bad luck that they don't have a good family.
Lin Beibei packed up and moved that night.
The next day, Gu Chenyi, who had already arrived downstairs at Lin Beibei's house, was surprised to learn that Lin Beibei had moved again. He asked in disbelief, "Didn't you just move?"
The woman on the voice phone said breathlessly: "I'm not coming anymore. I'm so tired..."
Then the calm and smiling voice of the young man sounded again: "One last time, your physical fitness is too poor..."
Gu Chenyi's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot!
His fingers gripping the steering wheel slowly tightened, veins popping out on the back of his hand. "You're with a man? What are you doing?"
And the more I think about this conversation, the more wrong it seems!
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